Chapter 39: Primed and Ready
Excitement prickled like snowflakes from Seeley’s chest down to her toes as Asher carried her sideways through the narrow door of the master bedroom on the Spindrift. The copper-haired diver laughed from bouncing on the mattress where he threw her. She smelled the fresh cotton sheets with a hint of sandalwood—the surfer’s scent. Then she thought of Eva, and how she got Asher drunk.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” Seeley asked, propping herself up on her elbows. She knew it wasn’t the sexiest thing she could ask, but she wanted to make sure he was truly fine since Eva had broken his trust.
The gorgeous green-eyed lifeguard quirked a dark eyebrow. “I feel like I should be asking you that.” He gazed down at her like a puzzle he was figuring out.
“I trust you,” Seeley answered automatically, like a reflex at the doctor’s office, or answering blue when someone asked what color the sky was.
She locked eyes with him, trying to prove the statement with the intent of her stare.